Maybe stuped, maybe clever.
Fell in love with you forever.
Maybe boring, maybe shock,
Maybe tango, maybe rock.
I'm so different, my dear:
I'm an apple, I'm a pear,
I'm so happy or so sad,
I am good, but I am bad.
I can cry, and I can sing
In my own submarine.
It's my life and it's my world,
And I save it more, than gold.
Maybe there, maybe here,
If I want, I'll disappear.
It's my feelling, it's my stream.
Very simple. It's my dream.
Just me...
© Copyright: Ирина Сиваева, 2009
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